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	<P><H3>Psalm 122</H3>
	<SUP class="vnum">1</SUP> Unto You I lift up my eyes, O You who dwell in the heavens. 
	<SUP class="vnum">2</SUP> Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their masters, As the eyes of a maid to the hand of her mistress, So our eyes look to the LORD our God, Until He has mercy on us. 
	<SUP class="vnum">3</SUP> Have mercy on us, O LORD, have mercy on us! For we are exceedingly filled with contempt. 
	<SUP class="vnum">4</SUP> Our soul is exceedingly filled With the scorn of those who are at ease, With the contempt of the proud. 

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